ADIEU JOLIE VAN
(inspired by my friend's love story)

Jolie Van, black silky eyes
comforted my soul for a long time.
Life was nice just because of those eyes
until one Thursday morning.
I lost you one Thursday morning,
saw you off to a far away land.
Tamarind leaves fell incessantly from a cloudy sky.
Adieu, adieu jolie Van.
Since then, every Thursday morning,
every Thursday morning, every Air France flight
and every time I go past Air Transportation Agency,
I feel sad and my mind starts wandering.

Hoang Hai Ho